I think those theories sound very relatable to the experience I’ve had with victims and, in some ways how social services do mitigate further abuse. Women can and have had their children removed for placing them in repeatedly dangerous or risky situations, such as having terrible choices in men or allowing unknown men access to the children, particularly if they’re female.
We would go into homes and when we left asked to define what areas of concern were, the obviously-comfortable late teens hanging around where young females were at least a red flag for possible abuse.
For me, I would like to see more research and awareness about sibling abuse. It’s hard to put into words how all encompassing it is to have someone you adore, abuse you in the worst ways.
For me, the worst of it was the casual building up of things like favourite films and music to have those things laughed at, broken and disregarded. I once had a diary and book of poetry I’d written handed around our school, I was maybe 13.
The physical abuse was terrifying of course, but much of it was insidious and I only realised it was abuse many years later.
I think sibling abuse is far more common than people think, yet it’s impossivle to get help because there is literally nobody objective, you are always going to think the best of your kids.
I remember speaking to my mum about it in adulthood and her saying ‘you never had it as bad as I did’ because that was her measure. Her brother was abusive but mine was clever, he systematically and completely destroyed any chance I had to develop a personality or tastes. He literally controlled every aspect of my life for the first 17 years of it.
I still come out with things to DH that I’ve ‘remembered’ happening, shit that I just kept down and have felt ashamed to mention because it feels silly to tell someone how awful it felt to fall in love with a CD and someone find it, laugh at it and how pathetic it was to like that music, then smash it.
My mum was powerless to defend me because she was unable to view her son as the oppressor, which I get. I love my sons. It would be very hard for me to view them as anything but delightful, kind little beings.
But what she could have done is not left me alone with them so much. I mean I was left for 3 weeks with a 16 and a 14 year old male at the age of 11.
This is after years of being left alone in the afternoon with them. They just used to torture me. It was something to do for brother. He would seek me out and he would harm me for sport. Daily.
I grew up in an absolute living hell and all these people banging on about therapy. I have complete PSTD and bipolar disorder. Funnily enough I’ve HAD quite a lot of therapy and now live a normal life with a sweet little loving family and a husband I’ve been with for 13 years. by all accounts I am FUCKING WINNING at life. I have what I was always told I would never have; love. In abundance.
If the residual damage from my childhood is that I (funnily enough) don’t allow my teenage sons to look after their sister, then I actually think that’s okay.
You know what? I think THEY will think that’s okay too. They know that people’s reactions are often a mixture of their behaviour and people’s ideas and mindsets, they HAVE to know this because having a mum with complex mental health issues is something they have to deal with too.
And you know what? It’s not ruining them as people or making them think I don’t trust them. Mostly people are more forgiving than than, other than on mumsnet of course.